Since returning from the snow mountain after the fourth episode, Mo Weiyun has rarely seen Yu Qiuchi. In the few times they spend together, Yu Qiuchi is very cold to him, which makes his previously suppressed excessive desire for control start to resurface.
The location and monitoring systems hadn't been turned on for a long time. Mo Weiyun sat in his study, the main light off, with only the small moon lamp placed on his desk by Yu Qiuchi emitting a faint glow.
The dim light cast a shadow on Mo Weiyun's profile. Mo Weiyun slumped down and tugged at her collar, as if only in this way could she feel less suffocated and be able to breathe freely.
He held a cigarette but didn't smoke it. His slightly trembling fingertips hovered over an app, but he hesitated to press the button.
Finally, he resigned himself to his fate, lay back, and covered his eyes with his hands to put himself in darkness.
He didn't want to disappoint anyone.
The most important things in love and marriage are love and trust. He should be a good husband and a good husband.
He needs to trust that his wife loves him...
Mo Weiyun was torn between two conflicting thoughts. His experience of being abandoned as a child left him feeling very uneasy.
The study door opened, and a hairy head poked in.
"Mo Weiyun, are you secretly watching videos and looking at pretty girls again?!"
shock!
Mo Weiyun almost tipped over in his chair as he leaned back. He didn't have time to be sad anymore. His wife was angry. His wife had been questioning him for a while, and she even wanted to catch him cheating!
This is a big deal in love!
Mr. Mo immediately spun his chair around, raised three fingers to the sky, almost kneeling down, and said pitifully, "I didn't, I swear, wife! Really, it was an accident last time!"
Mr. Mo was extremely aggrieved. Yu Qiuchi ignored him and treated him coldly, and now she's even making false accusations against him.
Yu Qiuchi's ears first felt hot, seemingly because after that kiss under the golden sun over the mountain, Mo Weiyun really liked calling him "wife"!
But this cannot erase the guilt of Mo Weiyun watching videos of beautiful women behind his back!
Actually, Mr. Mo was wronged in this matter. After washing up and getting into bed as usual, he felt that something was missing from his four-meter-long bed.
He scanned the area; the big carp was there, but the kitten was gone! His pond cat hadn't returned before midnight tonight!
The day before yesterday, Tian Mo would urge Yu Qiuchi in various ways on the app. Today, he decided to be tough and not send Yu Qiuchi any messages, to see if she would remember her husband, who was in the prime of his life but had to stay alone in an empty house.
When the clock struck twelve, just like in a beautiful fairy tale, it rang out the bells of happiness.
His Chi Maomao finally came back, but Yu Qiuchi was still texting someone and didn't reply to him.
Mo Weiyun tried to get close to the dog, but still couldn't get any attention.
Finally, Mr. Mo gave up. He leaned against the headboard and pretended to check his phone, but he didn't pay any attention to what was on it. His mind was filled with thoughts of what to do if his relationship broke down and what to do if his boyfriend rejected him...
Lost in thought, Mr. Mo grew increasingly frightened. His grip on his phone tightened, and the phone's volume suddenly increased: "My lord, please come in and have a seat!"
Yu Qiuchi's radar went off. He abruptly put down his phone and looked at Mo Weiyun. Her peach blossom eyes were full of accusation. Then Mo Weiyu heard his wife's question: "Mo Weiyun, did you get what you wanted and then stop loving me?"
Mr. Mo looked down and saw a video on his screen of a woman in a black bodycon skirt gyrating. Upon seeing the hurt look in Yu Qiuchi's eyes, Mo Weiyun had an immediate urge to ban her from the entire internet...
Using the light from the small moon, Yu Qiuchi walked towards Mo Weiyun. He climbed onto Mo Weiyun's neck and straddled his lap. Between kisses, he tentatively glanced at Mo Weiyun's phone on the table, its screen still lit up, displaying a photo of the two of them as its wallpaper.
Yu Qiuchi lowered her guard and then preemptively accused Yu Qiuchi: "Why haven't you gone back to your room to sleep yet, so late today?"
Yu Qiuchi's mention of it only made things worse. Mo Weiyun grabbed Yu Qiuchi and kissed her profusely, then rested his chin on Yu Qiuchi's shoulder. The usually impeccably dressed man was now unusually vulnerable: "Wife, why are you ignoring me..."
The man's aura was too strong, and the hand holding Yu Qiuchi's waist tightened slightly. His voice trembled slightly, all of which spoke of the unease he had felt over the past few days.
Yu Qiuchi didn't explain the question. He rubbed Mo Weiyun's legs, moved further inside, and whispered in his ear, "Want to do it?"
Mo Weiyun's eyes suddenly lit up. His wife wasn't abandoning him; she was inviting him.
Like a dog, he had a head of red fur clinging to Yu Qiuchi's neck, sniffing greedily, as if he wanted to devour him.
Who knew that the next second Yu Qiuchi would grab his red hair without hesitation, pull him back, force him to tilt his head back, and then gently bite his Adam's apple: "But you have to wear..."
Mr. Mo was initially invigorated, but gradually compromised. He reasoned that a husband who couldn't satisfy his wife wasn't a good husband, and that it was just about what his wife was wearing... well, it was just for her to see anyway.
The main reason is that Yu Qiuchi has been starving Mo Weiyun lately. He's in his prime at thirty, and it's incredibly frustrating to have his wife right in front of him but not being able to touch her! Mo Weiyun is hoping to win his wife back tonight!
In the bedroom, the ambiguous ambient lighting shone on Mo Weiyun's legs, which were clad in white stockings, and the black fur on her wolf ears was also tinged with iridescent light, which excited Yu Qiuchi.
He knew his brother would look good in a maid outfit!
"Twist it!" Yu Qiuchi looked up like an old man, using his round toes to hook the white ribbon, making a popping sound, leaving a pink mark on Mo Weiyun's thigh.
Mo Weiyun always felt that their roles were reversed...
"What are you twisting for?" Mo Weiyun's voice was deep and seductive, yet it also carried a hint of danger. But Yu Qiuchi was already caught up in the moment and didn't notice at all.
Mo Weiyun's tight-fitting top, bathed in the ambiguous light, subtly revealed his well-defined abdominal muscles, while his white apron barely covered his thighs and was slightly bulging. It was clear that this kind of clothing was suitable for a muscular man.
However, Yu Qiuchi doesn't like black stockings; he only likes white stockings, and only Mo Weiyun wears them.
Today, Yu Qiuchi wants to defy his superiors, but Mo will always uphold the authority of the husband.
Outside, darkness was deepening, and the nightlife was officially beginning. Inside, however, was their own private world.
“The curtains aren’t drawn…” Yu Qiuchi sobbed, reaching out to grab the curtains.
But Mo Weiyun grabbed her waist and pressed her down: "Baby, they can't see from outside."
Who worked until dawn?
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